Pop Sonnet #5480

Play with structure launch the grip
The healthy will revive
The very look upon the slip
That helps you out when alive

And here we know that I need change
About to add the difference
Because a realized make range
For added dissidence

And when leaving to the place
That waits so vivid entire
The very thing we knew to chase
Was listed by the wire

And knowing that the count will grow
What else are you supposed to know

Pop Sonnet #5481

That was kind of generic I will admit
To phase of sleep which tells
Next time you wonder if it fits
There will happen to be trails

And when the fashion alerts the risk
The voting will accomplish
The next time you were at the brisk
Radar in the wish

That kept you clean from all the parts
And emptier is sudden tricks
There were the several in the arts
And take from me the licks

That courage named before the drop
And never tell that girl to stop

Pop Sonnet #5482

I was kind of wondering weights
The very trip to circumstance
That traveled there before the late
Came to share the pilgrim trance

And leapt up in a boil
The fury would not keep
And giving you the oil
Was to force asleep

When I was curious about breadth
The very thing that worried home
The figure was a prominent head
Of the trip when alone

And figure out to get to the touch
That I handled with you much

Pop Sonnet #5483

That is the song I wanted to hear
It came on a few seconds ago
And when you turn to the rear
There are situations to flow

The moment here is perfection entire
Which keeps a dime to recharge keep
The wish that all that could acquire
Was returning the day old weep

That was around when you measure
The license never shot
Ideas I had for pleasure
And never going to be caught

The traveling reproach was headed to the wheel
That you knew if another time had a chance to feel

Pop Sonnet #5484

So for now I momentarily decide to trip
With the varied motion plain
There is a permanent required skip
Where there is so much in my brain

That falls onto the page without a second look
And if I recover for the west
That was ending up in the book
And it was already the best

There is a guardian to tell
The very fire wants
To ride along will hell
And guide the way in front

Here I have a decision to make before I continue
What in the world was it that we knew

Pop Sonnet #5485

I will go ahead and write
The guide is in the storm
There are others to invite
And stay where it is warm

Throughout the drop in temperature
With only a few days left
There was a type of ligature
That instrumental cleft

Where I knew that was playing at peace
When plenty of reactions shut down
The weakening of fleece
Among the right side gown

That was shoveled into headiness
And kept up all the steadiness

Pop Sonnet #5486

Now if you look at the clock it stings
Because knowing that you wasted time
There are furnishings that brings
A forward into the paradigm

That shifts when least expected
To ring for prism solidly
Unanswered in the elected
And winning the point to be

Unless you pushed too hard
And everything began collapsing
Where the only hidden card
Was already elapsing

From a point in which the elbow sticks
To the absolute in mix

Pop Sonnet #5487

And here I think is the problem plain
When you cannot avail
With the only written train
That brings us to the shell

That was waiting for a counting
Number of the plusses most
That were a part of amounting
To the very happy host

And when you find the limbo amid
There was a pause in claim
And to find the hidden lid
Which kept up on the name

And here again I have gone too far
Without ability going far

Pop Sonnet #5488

Feed when releasing the craze in hope
There was a pilgrimage to cross
The very thing we need is to cope
With the secondary loss

And here in words the forming bridge
Was about to sling in tomes
The perfection to illustrate the ridge
That kept you all alone

Before you get to the final thought
Of this very given day
There is so much I forgot
And then loved to step out to pray

That nothing could take a planned channel
And suffer just because of the panel

Pop Sonnet #5489

Now I will figure the steady read
The fame that came my way
And when you have the very steed
That returned to start the play

And here we drop off of the ledge
Where victory was spending
And please to me send a hedge
That could often be rending

Below a final care of halls
That waged upon the very close
When traveling between the calls
And whatever else arose

There is a thought that flew away
Right when you began to say